This queen is not too curly

Yan Yuan really understood.

In fact, everything is not without trace.

There are two things about this emperor, Chu Lingshen, which are widely circulated among the people: one is that he ruled violently and killed casually, and he was a tyrant who made the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty helpless; After being rescued by the woman, he took the civilian girl back to the palace and made her a noble concubine. He even dragged her from all over her mother's family, which aroused the anger of all the people in the court, and her reputation as fatuous and immoral grew day by day.

But now that Song Wan'er was locked in the pagoda, he didn't mention her again, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like she is affectionate.

What if Song Waner was just a cover from the beginning?

Reminiscent of the way he used to retain Ning Bai in the nightmare...

……Um.

It's a little bit more intense than the usual brotherhood.

Yan Yuan's thoughts opened instantly.

It's a pity that she didn't have the extra time and energy to prove it.

She was just a poor fellow who worked double jobs. When she returned to Wangshu Palace, she was surrounded before she even had time to take a sip of water.

The female officers of the Weaving Department had already been waiting there early, and they brought many new clothing patterns, which were also a combination of drawings and semi-finished products, and brought them to Yan Yuan one by one for her to review.

The female officials stared brightly: "Which one do you think looks better?"

Yan Yuan couldn't tell the difference, so she could only say, "They both look good."

The female officials put their favorite ones in front of Yan Yuan again, citing scriptures and citing the classics to chat with each other, and then looked at Yan Yuan eagerly.

Yan Yuan could only say: "Then let's do this one."

The female officer immediately smiled and said, "Your Majesty has a unique vision. It is really a blessing for the slaves to be able to follow your Majesty to do things."

Yan Yuan responded with a gentle smile.

They were full of hype, and it would be even better if their acting skills were better. After all, what was written on their faces at the moment was "The empress is so easy to fool, the slaves are so easy."

The ladies left with smiles on their faces again.

Yan Yuan rubbed her brows and let out a long sigh of relief.

Ruan Zhu looked at Yan Yuan, hesitant to speak, and finally said, "Your Majesty."

Yan Yuan raised her head: "Huh?"

Ruan Zhu hesitantly said: "The style they gave to the empress is the same as the previous year, and many things have market prices, which are different every year. Each of them has a small private warehouse in their hands, and they use the inventory to deduct..."

Yan Yuan nodded: "I know."

She doesn't know much about these clothes, accessories, fragrances and other things, but she is not so naive about other things.

The Empress Dowager's birthday banquet allocated a lot of funds, and it was originally a feast for making money. If a huge pastry fell on the ground, there would be no reason for all kinds of snakes, mice, rats and ants not to bite.

Ruan Zhu said: "Your Majesty has such a good temper that they are allowed to be lawless."

Ruan Zhu's voice was choked with sobs: "The maidservant is afraid that the mother will suffer and be bullied."

Yan Yuan looked up at Ruan Zhu.

Ruan Zhu's face was full of hatred for iron and steel, and the worries in the depths of his eyes flooded, obviously he was extremely worried.

She sighed, and wondered if she acted so realistically when she copied scriptures and chanted Buddha every day to fool her, so that she became more and more like an old hen protecting her cubs, and she was just broken in Ruan Zhu's eyes. chick in the shell.

Thinking about it this way, I can't help but feel a little guilty.

"Ruan Zhu."

Yan Yuan spoke softly.

Ruan Zhuhong raised his head with red eyes.

Yan Yuan said: "My temper is actually not that good."

She touched Ruan Zhu's eyes, wiped away the wet marks under her eyes with her fingertips, and said softly: "The Weaving Department was originally a place where fish and dragons mixed together. Do you think it will be smooth sailing?"

Does not.

Ruan Zhu shook his head without thinking.

The errand given by the queen mother was originally a difficult job, with so many intricate interests laid out under the calm water, even if Yan Yuan had outstanding ability, she might be able to barely maintain it.

If everything goes well, it will take some time until she becomes the Queen of the Central Palace who truly leads the harem.

Yan Yuan said softly: "Since it's just a silt jar, why bother to clean up fallen leaves and dead branches?"

Ruan Zhu stared blankly at Yan Yuan.

Yan Yuan's mouth curled into a smile: "Let's catch the fish first."

……

Yan Yuan didn't have time to chat with Ruan Zhu, and she still had a file she found in the small building of the Imperial Hospital hidden in her sleeve.

She was very anxious, so she pretended to review the design documents of the Weaving Department, screened away from the left and right, shut herself in the study room, and carefully read the booklet.

It's a pity that what Qiu Yu took out from the small building was just a roster. Although the roster recorded in detail the changes in the personnel of the Kuiyu Camp at different times, it did not record the tasks they performed.

Yan Yuan turned the roster upside down, and could only vaguely guess that the personnel transfers in the Kuiyu Camp were not frequent back then, until they suddenly disappeared in a certain year, and everyone seemed not to be dismissed after that, but It just disappeared out of thin air.

Generally, there are two possibilities for this situation:

Either dead.

Either go underground.

More than ten years after the disbandment of the Kuiyu Camp, they can still show up at the border to kill people. If there is no accident, it should be the second type. After the death of the late emperor, some people ate the Kuiyu Camp for their own use.

It's a pity that there is too little information that can be disclosed in a mere roster.

Still have to find a few more copies.

Yan Yuan sighed inwardly.

It was dark by then.

The moon has just climbed over the window lattice.

Yan Yuan's peripheral vision fell on the stack of memorials on the desk, and she suddenly realized that Chen Lingchen didn't seem to report on time as usual tonight.

Is he not coming tonight?
Is there such a good thing?

Just when Yan Yuan was secretly thankful for having a night of complete freedom, footsteps suddenly sounded on the study door.

The next moment, the father-in-law next to Chen Lingchen walked into the study and bowed his head to Yan Yuan: "This servant will see the empress, and this servant will pass on the order of the sage. Please study your homework tonight, don't slack off."

Yan Yuan: "..."

Does he really think of himself as his wife?

Yan Yuan rolled her eyes in her heart, with a regretful expression on her face: "Isn't the Holy One coming?"

Eunuch said: "My Majesty feels unwell occasionally and went to the imperial hospital. I'm afraid I won't be able to make it tonight."

Imperial Hospital.

Yan Yuan suddenly understood: "Oh~"

The father-in-law said again: "Your Majesty asked the servant to remind the empress not to forget the five-day agreement."

Yan Yuan was full of understanding: "Understood."

He wanted to pretend to be in harmony with the emperor and empress, so on the second day of the junior high school, he still drove around Wangshu Palace to show the grace of the emperor.

But the illusion is only an illusion after all, and it is almost abandoned.

Up to now, Yan Yuan feels that she has just realized her job, and suddenly has a new understanding of the identity of the queen: the reason why Chen Lingchen cultivated her so carefully may be because of her family background, With some and with special attributes.

Such as body cold and infertility.

That means she has to take the blame for nothing.

He'll make the most of it.

Yan Yuan, who suddenly figured it out, turned half dark.

When she raised her head, she found that the father-in-law in charge of the Qianzheng Palace hadn't left yet, Yan Yuan couldn't help being startled: "Is there something else, father-in-law?"

The father-in-law looked at Shang Yan Yuan with an inexplicable expression on his face.

He seemed to be holding back a laugh.

Yan Yuan:?
The father-in-law waved towards the door: "Move in."

Yan Yuan looked at the door hesitantly.

There were crowds of people at the door, and several palace servants carried a huge wooden cage into the study room. They circled around the study room, and then placed the wooden cage not far from Yan Yuan's desk.

Candles illuminate the cage.

A group of white fluffy balls curled up in the cage.

Yan Yuan:? ? ?
The father-in-law didn't change his face and said: "The sage said: I have no time tonight, and I will read Fubai with the queen."

Yan Yuan: "..."

The father-in-law pursed the corners of his mouth, and said with difficulty: "Your Majesty, you can just recite the content that I had to recite the day before yesterday for Fu Bai to listen to."

Yan Yuan: "..."

The father-in-law personally carried a bamboo basket, gently placed it on Yan Yuan's desk, coughed dryly and said, "Madam, Fubai is quite quiet when he sleeps, sometimes if he gets angry and gnaws on the cage, Madam will feed him some vegetable leaves or It’s just jerky.”

Yan Yuan raised her head lifelessly.

The father-in-law coughed dryly again and said, "The servant has already delivered the order, so I will leave first."

After speaking, she fled the study in a hurry, leaving Yan Yuan alone facing the huge wooden cage.

The lights in the study were like beans.

Yan Yuan and Fubai eye to eye.

"..."

"..."

There was no one around in the study, Yan Yuan took a deep breath and cursed in a low voice, unbearable.

Chen Ling sinks into this bastard...

Is he sick? ? ?
……

A small building in the other courtyard of the Imperial Hospital.

There is a delicate crossbow on the desk.

Luo Ziqiu wiped the crossbow with his fingertips, put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it, and said, "This crossbow was given to Qiu Yu by the Empress after it was made by Ding Beihou Mansion. The unique cedar pine oil should be the cold scent that His Majesty has smelled on the Empress."

Chen Ling lowered his gaze and landed on the crossbow: "...Pine oil?"

Luo Ziqiu said: "Yes, I think it's because the clothes of the empress that night were sent to Beijing together with this crossbow, and it has been soaked in the smell for a long time."

There was a moment of silence in the study.

Luo Ziqiu sighed indistinctly.

In an accident with medication the night before, Chen Lingshen seemed to have different expectations and doubts about the empress.

But this expectation is a bit too absurd, he actually suspects that the dignified queen of the palace is inextricably linked to the young general who rescued him in the snowy field that year.

Luo Ziqiu sighed lightly: "Your Majesty, please forgive me for speaking bluntly."

He knew it was cruel to pierce people's illusions, but he was an emperor.

It is not terrible for a majestic monarch to have obsessions, but if he entrusts his obsessions to an unrelated living person, it will be very dangerous for himself and the country, so he is ruthless and punctures Chu Lingchen's fantasy.

"The little general surnamed Ning, His Majesty is not entirely sure that he is a daughter, is he?"

"Men and women have different physiques after all. If a man is trekking in the snow field, there is still a glimmer of life, if a daughter..."

Luo Ziqiu paused for a moment and said, "The possibility of surviving is so slim."

A world of ice and snow, a vast snowfield.

If it is really a girl's family, even if it is a general door tiger girl, I am afraid that it is impossible to escape death.

After Luo Ziqiu finished speaking, he lowered his head, waiting for Chen Lingshen's reaction.

But he waited for nothing.

Chen Lingchen didn't seem to hear his voice.

He only lowered his eyes to look at the crossbow on the table, as if what was left here was just a hollow shell.

Luo Ziqiu said in a low voice: "Your Majesty, you don't want to check, do you?"

Chen Lingshen remained silent.

Luo Ziqiu sighed lightly.

Of course he knew it was a cruel thing to do.

A person has been sinking for too long in a desperate situation, and he finally got a piece of driftwood. He didn't do anything, but just wanted to grab a moment.

Sink for a few days and sink for a few days.

Luo Ziqiu thought to himself, anyway, the people who were sent to the northwest to investigate Dingbeihou's mansion will be back soon.

He confided in Chen Ling and was about to leave the study when he heard Chen Ling's deep voice.

He said, "Check the study room."

Luo Ziqiu was taken aback: "What?"

Chen Ling raised his head, his eyes were still slightly bloodshot, but his voice was gentle.

"She was here today," he said.

That night when she was in the Qianzheng Palace, she had sneaked into the study. She must be looking for something.

Neither Yan Yuan nor Ning Bai are people who can do useless work.

Luo Ziqiu hesitated, "But she didn't go upstairs."

Chen Ling said seriously: "Search."

Luo Ziqiu: "...Yes."

Luo Ziqiu then turned back to the study.

In fact, there are no important objects in the study room here, but there are indeed many important documents, including all the documents related to the Gray Knights. Although he thinks that there is a possibility of something missing, he should be careful.

He held up a candle and checked carefully.

Chen Lingchen sat in front of the desk, listening to the sound of flipping through nearby, and gently stroked the crossbow with his fingertips.

Yan Yuan.

He murmured her name in his mind.

He knows it well.

At this moment, I have delusional thoughts about her.